From Customers Suck. No language issues that I see, but child death is mentioned. Crazy pregnant woman. Patient refuses to wait her turn in line at the doctor; makes outrageous statement as to why she should go ahead of the OP.

From Customers Suck. No language issues that I see, but child death is mentioned. Crazy pregnant woman. Patient refuses to wait her turn in line at the doctor; makes outrageous statement as to why she should go ahead of the OP.

I don't think the response I'd have to that SS is printable. Or legal

POD. I'm too angry for words from just reading it...

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"It takes a great deal of courage to stand up to your enemies, but even more to stand up to your friends" - Harry Potter

From Customers Suck. No language issues that I see, but child death is mentioned. Crazy pregnant woman. Patient refuses to wait her turn in line at the doctor; makes outrageous statement as to why she should go ahead of the OP.

Aside from the awfulness of what she said, why do all stories about SS waiting to see obstetricians always involve them declaring "I'm pregnant" in a room full of pregnant women? I suppose being a SS makes them totally blind to all the other bumps in the room because no-one else features in their world.

From Customers Suck. No language issues that I see, but child death is mentioned. Crazy pregnant woman. Patient refuses to wait her turn in line at the doctor; makes outrageous statement as to why she should go ahead of the OP.

I don't think the response I'd have to that SS is printable. Or legal

POD. I'm too angry for words from just reading it...

That one got the steam coming out of my ears as well. It's hard to believe that people can be that insensitive but stranger things have happened.

Her latest thing is telling us all how incredibly sensitive she is, and how everyone where she lives just loves her when they're sick because she's so sensitive.

First, she called up our dad during the height of allergy season. He answered the phone to tell her he had just finished throwing up (he barely ever throws up). She then kept him on the phone for 30 minutes telling him how much people loved having her around when they were sick and throwing up, because she knew just what to do and was soooo sympathetic to the sick.

This second one... Dad started out the week in the hospital with heart trouble (irregular heart beat - he's fine now, but at his age, doctors worry). I texted my sister so she would know. She responded: "Oh boy", and nothing else. Did not call him or me for updates. Our stepmother called me and asked me to cancel my weekend plans so I could visit. I, somewhat freaked out, texted Grace again, because Dad wasn't answering his phone. Grace's response: "God, I just CAN'T DEAL with this right now!".

Dad wasn't answering his phone because he was checking out, but after I told Grace he was fine, I've heard nothing else. I'm sorry our father being in the hospital is coming at such a bad time for her -_-

Her latest thing is telling us all how incredibly sensitive she is, and how everyone where she lives just loves her when they're sick because she's so sensitive.

First, she called up our dad during the height of allergy season. He answered the phone to tell her he had just finished throwing up (he barely ever throws up). She then kept him on the phone for 30 minutes telling him how much people loved having her around when they were sick and throwing up, because she knew just what to do and was soooo sympathetic to the sick.

This second one... Dad started out the week in the hospital with heart trouble (irregular heart beat - he's fine now, but at his age, doctors worry). I texted my sister so she would know. She responded: "Oh boy", and nothing else. Did not call him or me for updates. Our stepmother called me and asked me to cancel my weekend plans so I could visit. I, somewhat freaked out, texted Grace again, because Dad wasn't answering his phone. Grace's response: "God, I just CAN'T DEAL with this right now!".

Dad wasn't answering his phone because he was checking out, but after I told Grace he was fine, I've heard nothing else. I'm sorry our father being in the hospital is coming at such a bad time for her -_-

I think your sister might be my aunt, she's not interested in anything unless she can spin it to be about her.

As much as I love the OC boardwalk, it does get some special snowflakes. When we were there the other day, there was a group of young adults, maybe late teens or early 20's who had rented recumbent bikes. Most were pretty considerate but there were a couple of guys who came flying out from behind a sign, near a store without even looking to see if anyone was coming. They luckily didn't run into anyone but I think that was sheer coincidence since they just went right in front of us and started pedaling the opposite direction without even pausing to see what the foot traffic was like.

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Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars. You have a right to be here. Be cheerful, strive to be happy. -Desiderata

Our neighborhood has several places where people can rent bicycles to enjoy the park. Most people are just fine but some are a menace to society. They don't know how to ride. They're wobbling all over the place while they're talking to other riders and trying to pedal up a hill.

I remember one who I met on my way to work some years ago. She had very little control over her bike and wasn't looking where she was going. The plaza was quite wide and I tried to avoid her but, no matter how much I dodged, she was always headed right for me. I knew how a car that a frisbee decides to hide beneath may feel.

I know she didn't intend to hit me but she did. She was going very slowly so no damage was done. It was just embarrassing for all concerned for her to look forward and find her front wheel between my legs.

Aside from the awfulness of what she said, why do all stories about SS waiting to see obstetricians always involve them declaring "I'm pregnant" in a room full of pregnant women? I suppose being a SS makes them totally blind to all the other bumps in the room because no-one else features in their world.

Those types of Special Snowflakes like to hide behind "I can't control how I act. I'm pregnant / getting married / having a birthday." I had someone pull that on me (not at a doctor's office) and then go spin it elsewhere as "You guys, guess what happened to meeeee, TeamBhakta sucks."

SS overheard at the return desk at work:Cashier: Do you have a receipt ? Customer: No. My dog ate it *pause....proverbial lightbulb above head pops up* No, wait. Some of it. My dog ate some of it. My grandkids can't visit me for two weeks without my dog eating something. I put the receipts in the spare room and I shut the door but the dog somehow got in there and must've ate most of the receiptsCashier: Okay...

Aside from the awfulness of what she said, why do all stories about SS waiting to see obstetricians always involve them declaring "I'm pregnant" in a room full of pregnant women? I suppose being a SS makes them totally blind to all the other bumps in the room because no-one else features in their world.

I personally had a patient have a MASSIVE fit that she couldn't wait to get her testing done because she was pregnant. I pointed out that at least 6 other women in the waiting room were pregnant and waiting for the same test she was, and that I and one other staff member were also expecting- in fact I was further along than she was and doing the *same* test that she was at that point, while working at a busy clinic on the same day. She was pretty quiet after that.

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My friends, love is better than anger. Hope is better than fear. Optimism is better than despair. So let us be loving, hopeful and optimistic. And we’ll change the world. ~ Jack Layton.

I went to the gym on Wednesday, and met a very special snowflake there.

As it turned out, there happened to be no-one else there besides me and SS, who had arrived sometime before me. SS was sitting on a piece of equipment when I came in. I assumed it was to take a rest.

I get on the stationary bike and start my usual warm-up. After five minutes or so, I notice in the mirrors that SS is still sitting down (rather a long break) and is glaring at me. I am confused. My first thought is that SS wanted to use the bike I was on. But there are other bikes next to it, and SS wasn't using it when I came in and said nothing when I made to use it. I keep riding, going through my usual workout, and focussing on the pace and so on.

After twenty minutes, as I'm starting to wind down, SS is still sitting there glaring. If looks could kill. I felt very uncomfortable to the point that I was sure if I asked what was wrong, I would be punched for my insolence or something.

As I get off the bike and walk over to the weights machine, SS abruptly gets up and storms over to the door, but stops just short of going out. Instead, out comes the phone. A very loud conversation (in French, so I don't know what it was about) started up. It lasted fifteen minutes, and was still going when I left. It was odd that SS decided to make the call so close to the door but didn't actually leave the gym (there is a no phone call policy).

I went again on Friday, and as I signed in, the security lady there mentioned while chuckling that someone had complained about me. Turns out SS was livid that I had dared to use the gym which SS wanted. Not that I was using specific equipment or anything--SS wanted the whole entire gym. Not to use necessarily, just to be the only one allowed in or something. Weirdly territorial. The phone call had been SS complaining to a friend about how audacious I was. The awesome security lady apparently explained where SS could stick the phone, and that a repeat would mean defenestration .